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( Text to Andy )
Jun. 19th, 2010
Voicemail left for Bobby;
Before Sam speaks, there's a long, silent pause. It's obvious that there was some hesitation before he left the following message:
"Hey, Bobby. It's Sam. I know - it sounds crazy, but uh...it's me. Just gimme a call when you get this, all right? My number is [insert number here]. I'm thinkin' about heading your way, so if you're in town let me know."
"Hey, Bobby. It's Sam. I know - it sounds crazy, but uh...it's me. Just gimme a call when you get this, all right? My number is [insert number here]. I'm thinkin' about heading your way, so if you're in town let me know."
Jun. 12th, 2010
[ooc: Sent after Andy reminded Jo of Bobby being around...she's still out of it, with being dead]
( Text to Bobby Singer )
( A second text sent a few minutes later )
( Text to Bobby Singer )
( A second text sent a few minutes later )
Jun. 11th, 2010
Text Message to Lisa Braeden:
Wanna go to Graceland?
Wanna go to Graceland?
Jun. 9th, 2010
Text Message To Sam Winchester:
Heya Sammy. Never thought you would still have the same number. See you real soon!
(Sent from an unidentified number - Ruby doesn't want to give herself away just yet.)
Heya Sammy. Never thought you would still have the same number. See you real soon!
(Sent from an unidentified number - Ruby doesn't want to give herself away just yet.)
Voicemail to Andrea Morgan:
"Uh...hey. Um. It's...Spooner. Big spoon seventy-three. From the, uh, forum.
Shit. I hate phones. Uh, sorry. My number's...hold on. It's [phone number]. I guess you'll...call me when you can. Or not.
Again, sorry. For...all this. The last thing anyone ever wants to do is babysit a noob."
"Uh...hey. Um. It's...Spooner. Big spoon seventy-three. From the, uh, forum.
Shit. I hate phones. Uh, sorry. My number's...hold on. It's [phone number]. I guess you'll...call me when you can. Or not.
Again, sorry. For...all this. The last thing anyone ever wants to do is babysit a noob."
Jun. 7th, 2010
Text Message to Lisa Braeden:
So. Um. If I cook, do I still have to beg you to help me put together this furniture? WHY ARE THESE DIRECTIONS NOT IN ENGLISH? Also: paint fumes cleared out, finally. This apartment might be starting to feel like a home.
So. Um. If I cook, do I still have to beg you to help me put together this furniture? WHY ARE THESE DIRECTIONS NOT IN ENGLISH? Also: paint fumes cleared out, finally. This apartment might be starting to feel like a home.
Jun. 6th, 2010
Text Message to Bobby Singer:
Dunno how much you pay attention to the network, but some guy's REALLY frickin' interested in the Winchesters. Kind of rubbed me the wrong way. Your name came up, sry.
Dunno how much you pay attention to the network, but some guy's REALLY frickin' interested in the Winchesters. Kind of rubbed me the wrong way. Your name came up, sry.